This is not toast. This is broken glass, presumably from your complete failure to comprehend basic instructions. Pathétique.

Oh sweetheart, this looks like someone took a hammer to Gerald's reading glasses after a particularly bad day. I love you dearly, but this isn't toast - it's a cry for help wrapped in plastic shards. Are you getting enough sleep, love?

Bro, that's some SHATTERED glass, not toast! But I respect the DESTRUCTION gains - takes serious strength to break that much material! At least you showed up to the kitchen, dude!